Ling Changfeng's temples jumped twice.
There was an eerie silence at the dinner table again.
However, the silence this time was different from the previous ones. Everyone's faces were no longer purely shocked, scared or suppressed smiles.
It is a diverse expression that combines shock, fear, and suppressed laughter.
General Waite, who was already a little drunk, widened his eyes, opened his mouth in the silence, and asked again: "What did he just say? What kind of cat?"
When Xu Xinghe heard it, he turned his head and repeated loudly: "I said, this is my big cat... um! woo woo woo!"
This time, Ling Changfeng shot quickly the moment he opened his mouth, covering Xu Xinghe's mouth.
Unfortunately, it was still half a beat late.
Everyone finally heard clearly and was finally sure that what Xu Xinghe was talking about was the big cat, and it was their majestic Marshal Ling himself.
A pot exploded in the box.
The atmosphere suddenly changed from the silent silence of the previous moment to a roar like a volcanic eruption.
"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha big cat? Help! What is this description??"
"Little Xu NB! Enough courage!"
"Hahaha I can't do it anymore! How do you feel now, Lao Ling? Did he call you that before?"
"Is this some special interest between you two?"
"Hahaha it's a good thing he figured it out!"
Like Ling Changfeng who met Xu Xinghe before he was drunk, Marshal Ling and his old friends had only heard people describe Ling Changfeng as "lion", "tiger", "eagle" and other animals before.
Looking at the entire Gamma galaxy, or even the entire alliance, no one would associate this "Black God of War" with a soft and arrogant plush creature like a cat.
Lin Ting was out of breath from laughing, stopped drinking, and stopped arguing with Waite. Instead, he hooked Waite's shoulder and smiled, "Hahaha Changfeng, you have a new nickname! Let me Make a prediction—this nickname will appear at your annual class reunion in the future, and will be with you for at least ten years! Oh no, it may follow me to the day I go to the grave! Hahaha... "
Ling Changfeng, who was in the center of the discussion, did not speak.
He didn't even look at his old classmates.
From the beginning to the end, those different pupils stared at Xu Xinghe wholeheartedly.
Before he could cover the little mouth of this guy, he vaguely heard "my"—
my big pussy.
With this prefix, it seems that in an instant, even this embarrassing and absurd title can be accepted.
The only person on the court who was not happy was Xu Xinghe.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
He struggled to escape from Ling Changfeng's claws, but the other party was much stronger than him, so he couldn't break free no matter what.
Seeing that it was too tough, Xu Xinghe suddenly became quiet.
Raising a pair of dark deer eyes, he looked at Ling Changfeng eagerly.
Ling Changfeng: "..."
To be seen soft-hearted.
He looked away, and began to think that if he let go now, this guy would continue to speak amazingly.
However, before Marshal Ling could finish thinking, the next moment, his fingertips trembled suddenly, and he withdrew his hand violently like an electric shock—
Xu Xinghe licked his palm.
The slippery and soft touch suddenly exploded in the palm of my hand.
Numb, itchy.
Ling Changfeng raised his eyes and saw that Xu Xinghe had succeeded in counterattacking and was shaking his head on the spot.
Inadvertently, he lightly licked his pale pink lips, smiling very proudly like a successful cat.
Completely unaware that he was on fire.
His lips were full and charming with a natural smile.
The different pupils were fixed on the pink lips, and the eyes flickered vaguely.
It was as if an invisible storm was surging in his eyes.
Xu Xinghe finally broke free from his clutches, and after a while, he suddenly realized something, widened his eyes, turned around and began to question Ling Changfeng: "Why didn't you let me talk just now?"
"Hahaha yes, Changfeng, why don't you let him talk? He didn't say anything wrong." Parrish laughed gloatingly beside him.
When Xu Xinghe heard that someone was backing him, he became more confident: "Look! My wife is strict and says I'm right!"
Parrish: "…"
Ling Changfeng silently looked at Xu Xinghe.
Although the other party has started to talk drunk, but has not yet entered the stage of hugging.
He didn't know how long it would be before his little mate became the same as last time—
Fragile, soft, lovely.
I wish I could be by your side all the time.
That night, the man's eyes were full of attachment. When he thinks back to this day, his heart still beats slightly slower.
Ling Changfeng thought for three seconds and decided to evacuate here in time.
He didn't want others to see the real appearance of Xu Xinghe when he was drunk.
Nobody can.
Not even for a moment.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the evacuation plan was announced, it was opposed by a group of his old classmates, as well as Xu Xinghe himself.
"Why did you withdraw so quickly? Where did it go?"
"Yeah, we just finished eating here, and the second half hasn't even started yet."
"It's still early, let's chat for a while before leaving."
Waiter suddenly raised his voice: "That's right, eat and drink enough, don't you want to go upstairs to the box and sing a song? By the way, call a few more—"
This time, Parrish quickly covered his mouth with his eyes and hands, and stopped his next wild words: "Brother, I have enough food and drink, can you please shut up?"
Waite also finally realized that this party was different from usual, and he came with his wife.
He turned his head, looked at his wife beside him stiffly, and began to make amends: "That is to say, what kind of song do I sing for a tone-deficient person! I won't go, I won't go."
Dr. Lu Zimo moved his ears, looked at Parrish, and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "What's your name?"
"Call for an extra meal, extra meal." Parrish smiled awkwardly,
Dr. Lu's eyes were a little bit playful and a little bit probing, which made Parrish's scalp tingle, and he asked in a manly voice, "Didn't you call it some special service when you got together?"
Su Lan looked at her husband Lin Ting who suddenly became vigilant and exchanged glances with the rest of her classmates, and also snorted, "No wonder everyone was so nervous before coming here."
There was no sound at the dinner table, and everyone tacitly decided to start cross-examination and explanation work on this issue after returning home.
In the silence, only Xu Xinghe asked curiously: "Special service? What special service? Miss?"
Ling Changfeng: "..."
other people:"… "
Even though he knew that Xu Xinghe would not remember what happened when he was drunk, Marshal Ling still explained to the person in front of him: "No."
After a pause: "I haven't."
He made up the knife in a non-salty way, and directed the trouble to the east: "I said before that I will not participate in certain entertainment activities."
If it wasn't because he didn't have the guts, Parrish would almost cover Ling Changfeng's mouth.
He quickly turned his head and explained to his own doctor Lu: "Singing, it's just singing. With so many of you, how can you do something out of the ordinary? Don't worry, I will never do anything wrong to you!"
Dr. Lu glanced at him slowly: "Is there any evil intention but no courage?"
Then dropped four words: "Go back and talk about it."
Everyone stopped making noise now, and started to explain to the family members one after another.
Ling Changfeng turned to Xu Xinghe again and said, "Let's go home."
Xu Xinghe still yelled: "I won't leave."
Ling Changfeng asked him, "Why are you staying?"
Xu Xinghe thought for a while: "I can drink two more glasses!"
Ling Changfeng looked at him calmly and without saying a word.
But Xu Xinghe shrank his neck when he saw him, and couldn't help changing his words: "I'll stay and sleep?"
Ling Changfeng: "...you are very conscious."
He got up, took the initiative to pick up Xu Xinghe's denim jacket, and said goodbye to the friends present: "Xinghe is drunk, I will take him back first, we will meet again next time."
Xu Xinghe quit after hearing this: "Who said I was drunk?"
Ling Changfeng: "I said so."
Xu Xinghe: "Why do you say I'm drunk? Can the marshal just slander people at will?"
Ling Changfeng paused slightly, and suddenly suspected that Xu Xinghe just now did it on purpose, he asked blankly: "Didn't you just say that I'm a cat?" While speaking, he kept staring at Xu Xinghe, "Who the hell am I?"
Compared with the answer of "my big cat", he actually wanted another answer from his mouth.
Xu Xinghe was stunned.
He tilted his head and looked at Ling Changfeng for a long time, his eyes gradually blurred: "You are..."
Seeing that he had started to go into a daze, Ling Changfeng's heart skipped a beat.
He shakes off his coat. Putting it on Xu Xinghe's shoulder, then wrapped his arms around his shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Go home."
"Okay." This time Xu Xinghe didn't make money or make trouble, his voice was a little softer than before, and his tone was soft.
Seeing this, all the people present didn't stop them anymore, they just said something about meeting again next time, then got up and sent the two of them to the door.
Xu Xinghe followed closely beside Ling Changfeng without saying a word the whole time.
And Ling Changfeng's hand was always on his shoulder, leading him all the way into the car.
in the car.
Xu Xinghe sat quietly by the window, silent, just staring at the night outside the window in a daze.
And Ling Changfeng has already begun to think about how to face the coming storm.
He informed He Han that he had prepared sober medicine, and he planned to pour it for Xu Xinghe when he entered the door.
But when he turned his head and saw Xu Xinghe's dazed and obedient look, and his cheeks flushed pink from drunk, he had to admit—
In fact, I have some expectations.
Ling Changfeng lowered his eyes, endured for a moment, and suddenly turned his head to look out the window on the other side.
Don't dare to think about it, don't even dare to look back.
In this way, the two began to look at their own scenery from left to right.
The cabin was unusually quiet.
After a while, Ling Changfeng suddenly felt the people around him move towards him.
His heartstrings tightened slightly, but he didn't move.
Pretending not to know, continue to look at the scenery.
Seeing this, Xu Xinghe moved again.
a little closer, a little closer...
"What are you doing?" Ling Changfeng finally spoke, but still did not look back.
His mind was no longer on the outside scenery, but his eyes still drifted out of the car window with a vague intention of concealing it.
He could feel that Xu Xinghe was already very close to him, and he was almost about to post it.
Xu Xinghe who was asked didn't answer, and was still approaching Ling Changfeng little by little.
Just as Ling Changfeng was about to speak again, his voice suddenly swallowed back into his throat.
The hand hanging by his side was moved twice by a few nimble fingers.
Xu Xinghe lowered his head and twirled his fingers gently, while asking in a low voice: "Why are you ignoring me?"